Look What We Built (Princess Mechanic)
Imagine Person A of your OTP giving Person B a box of train tracks and a mechanical train to put around the Christmas tree while they go to the store. Person A comes back and almost trips over train tracks to find Person B building an express way throughout the whole house.
Princess Mechanic
"Raven, please? It's something I always wanted as a kid, but my parents refused to get one. It'll be fun for Jacob." Clarke Griffin-Reyes offers as she pouts her lower lip and watches her wife slowly roll her eyes.
"Babe," Raven Reyes sighs as she looks at the box in her wife's hand before she glances back at their Christmas tree. "You really don't play fair with those eyes. And it's not fair that I'm the one setting it up."
"You're the best, Rae." Clarke chirps as she bounces forward and shoves the box into the older woman's arms before she presses a kiss to her cheek. "I'd help you, but I have to get to the hospital. I'm sure Jacob will think it's fun."
Raven flashes the blonde a sarcastic smile and Clarke simply chuckles as she presses a lingering kiss to Raven's lips and hurries off to tell their son goodbye. With a sigh, Raven glances down at the box in her hand and scowls at the instructions of how to build the mechanical train. With a shake of her head, Raven grumbles a few curses under her breath as she sees how complicated the stupid toy is.
"I'm a mechanic, this shit should be easy." Raven mumbles.
"Mami, see twain?"
Raven jumps in surprise as she glances down to see her three-year-old son; the little boy looks up at her with hazel eyes and a pout and it causes her heart to flutter. The woman slowly crouches down beside Jacob and the little boy is quick to tuck himself into his mother's side as he leans against her chest and stares down at the box in her hands that his hands eagerly slam against.
"Mommy wants us to build the train that will go round and round the Christmas tree. How does that sound?" Raven asks and Jacob looks up at her with bright eyes as he nods his head happily. "Alrighty then."
Clarke gives a small smile as she glances at her wife and son before she shakes her head and pulls on her coat before she blows a kiss towards the pair. She lingers for a moment and takes in the sight of her family before she vanishes into the cold winter and leaves the pair to their own devices; she knows Raven will do a good job, her wife is a perfectionist and she never accepts anything other than what's the best.
Inside the house, Raven is carefully undoing all the train tracks while Jacob rolls the train around the carpet while he makes loud noises and his giggles fill the air. Raven chuckles as she looks down at the tracks that click easily together; the mechanic tilts her head as she stares at the track before a smirk works itself across her face and she quickly stands and gathers her son.
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Clarke yawns as she exits the car and locks it behind herself before she patters up the porch steps and pushes the key into the lock. The warmth of her home surrounds her as she steps inside and hears the sound of familiar Christmas songs. Clarke eagerly strips from her jacket and scarf as she hears loud laughter before she steps forward and stumbles, and she glances down to see train tracks spread completely around the room.
"Mommy, careful!" Jacob whines as he toddles his way out of the kitchen with a pout much like Raven's, the dark-haired child makes his way over to where Clarke's foot has knocked a track askew and he huffs. "Oopsie."
"Bud, what on earth are you doing?" Clarke demands as she steps over the track and scoops her son into her arms much to his displeasure as he begins to squirm. "Hey, aren't you going to give me a hello kiss?"
"Hello kiss." Jacob repeats as he presses a wet smack to her cheek before he points his finger towards the kitchen and Clarke's eyes widen as she follows his gesture. "Make twain twacks, Mommy. Lots and lots!"
A train whistles and flashes its beaming headlights as it eagerly chugs its way through the living room with multiple trains that work around it. Clarke blinks in awe as she realizes she has a complete train station throughout her entire downstairs. The living room is wrapped with a large figure eight that blends into another design only to straighten out and vanish into the kitchen.
"Raven, what did you do?" Clarke laughs as she carries Jacob into the kitchen where she finds her wife on her stomach with her feet swinging as she watches the trains. "There is an entire station out there!"
"I know. Cool, right?" Raven beams. "J and I started to build it around the tree, but then we got really bored and made some adjustments which led to us going out and buying more tracks to create this awesome set up."
"Babe, I just wanted a train track around the Christmas tree not around the whole house. You two need to clean it up." Clarke orders with a small smile as she listens to the matching whines that leave her wife and son. "Guys, I'm serious."
"Five minutes, Mommy?" Jacob pleads as he sets his hands on Raven's face and pushes his lower lip out and when Clarke's gaze flickers towards Raven she sees that her wife has the same expression on her face. "Pwetty please?"
"Fine. But only five more minutes and then I want this cleaned up." Clarke chuckles as she sets Jacob down, the three-year-old squeaks happily and waddles to lay beside his mother as he beams. "We have guests coming tomorrow, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah." Raven mumbles with a roll of her eyes. "O and Bell will think it's cool."
"Mommy, come pway!" Jacob squeals.
Clarke rolls her eyes as she moves to lay on the other side of her son, "Five minutes."
"Merry Christmas, babe." Raven whispers as she leans over Jacob's head to nudge her nose against Clarke's and the blonde smiles as she bites her lower lip. "I really, really love you. Did you know that?"
"Yes, I do. I love you, too." Clarke replies.
Soft lips meet and the two rip apart a moment later when a loud whistle sounds and Jacob bursts into loud giggles at their frightened expressions on his mothers' faces. Clarke rolls her eyes as she looks around at the mess of her house, and she suddenly decides that this train track was so much better than the one she wanted around the tree and the one she wanted when she was Jacob's age.